My first shark
I was very young
It was ugly and dark
I bit my tongue
Five years old
It was moving through the waves
The shark was very bold
I began digging our graves
Circling the sailboat
I was petrified
Leave was my vote
I cried and cried
I was scared
Watching the shark swim
And it stared
Would I lose a limb
They made me climb aboard
Crossing the dock
A gigantic fjord
I was in shock
What if I fell in
Would I die
I saw the gray fin
Just stay dry
Stay in the cockpit
Cowarding there
Keep your wit
Stay on guard and beware
You are the smallest
Very vulnerable
The shark would not eat the tallest
Would my body be recoverable
We sailed around
I constantly worried
I did not fear that I would drown
But where would I be buried
When the shark ate me
My little body buried
Maybe at sea
Never married
We made it to shore
I never saw the shark again
But there was more
I carried this pain
My entire life
Sharks were in my thoughts
Causing me much strife
Let me connect the dots
I lived on the ocean
Swimming in the ocean
Sailing on the ocean
Snorkeling on the ocean
But I have never say another
Until my son caught one
Maybe a kindred brother
But this one was done
The shark made the grill
Tasting very good
I had my fill
A long journey from childhood
In these many years
A second encounter
My lucky stars
Better than a flounder
All those many frets
Will I get eaten
So much stress
I had been beaten
I learned a truth
Late but true
I am long in the tooth
But here is a clue
Worry about what you can see
And what makes sense
Easier to fall from a tree
Or run into a fence
